Afar Off, Calling Low, Our Names They Speak

It has been brought to my attention that some of our friends would like to know the story behind our names. Lemmy, Asa and I are named after Mom’s ancestors who lived in the 1800s at the Isles of Shoals, off the coast of New Hampshire and Maine. Consisting of 9 islands, our focus today is the community of fishermen, who once called Star Island home.

Lemmy was named after Lemuel Caswell.  Lemuel was a bit of a character, and was frequently mentioned in nineteenth accounts by visitors and residents of the islands.  In addition to being a fisherman, an innkeeper, and a grocer, he also sought creative ways to earn money.  Even if that meant selling off pieces of the infamous Smuttynose murders house to curious tourists.  Yes, you read that correctly.  Before there was a brewery by that name, there was the island called Smuttynose at the Isles of Shoals where a sensational murder took place in 1873, with the dramatic court case making headlines nationally. Years later Lemuel became the landlord to the infamous house where the tragedy took place. A fellow Shoaler later recalled, “Lem Caswell refused to repair any part of that house, claiming that he was able to make more money by allowing people to come and see it and by selling the pieces of the house as souvenirs.”  Although that house disappeared in the hands of tourists, Lemuel’s inn still stands on Star Island and comprises the right side of the current hotel. I wonder if our Lemmy’s quirkiness came from his namesake?

Life at the Isles of Shoals wasn’t easy in the 1800s.  After the collapse of the fishing industry, many of the residents lived in poverty.  I’m named after Lemuel’s brother Charles William.  Sadly Charles William died in infancy.  My Mom was always struck by the many descriptions of the hospitality of Charles William’s mother, Sally.  In one glowing description, missionaries thanked Sally for bestowing “every kindness and attention” while staying in her humble home during their visit to Star Island.  At the time Sally was mourning the death of her three year old daughter who died just weeks earlier, and about to give birth to Charles William, not knowing his life too would be cut short due to illness.  In some small way Mom hopes by naming me after Charles William it is paying tribute to this strong woman.  Perhaps someday I’ll grow into that name. 

Asa should be really happy Dad intervened on his name.  Originally Mom wanted to name him after Lemuel’s other brother, Origen!  But luckily Dad vetoed that choice.  Although Origen was described as a quiet and gentle man, who was “loved by all,” which would be the perfect description of Asa, Dad didn’t want to get weird looks at the beach when he called his name.  So Mom compromised and named him after Lemuel’s uncle, Asa.  Asa was a bit of curmudgeon, but had a dry wit.  He also gave very sage advice.  Once when reprimanding someone he said, “Look here, young feller, when I was of your age I kept my mouth shut.  Then nobody knew I was a cussed fool!”  I should remind our Asa of this sound recommendation, especially when he is telling his goofy puns!

Despite our illustrious namesakes, sadly dogs are NOT allowed on Star Island.  However, we can see the Isles of Shoals from the beaches of New Hampshire and Fort Foster in Kittery, ME.  If you’re a human and would like to visit, you can learn more at StarIsland.org.  There are also several books written about the people who called these islands home.  We recommend an account written by someone who knew our namesakes personally, Celia Thaxter’s Among the Isles of Shoals. Published in 1873, it is firsthand account of the people who called this island home. For those who want to learn more about the Smuttynose Murders, we recommend J. Dennis Robinson’s Mystery on the Isles of Shoals (2014).

Oh and for those of you interested in music, yes mine and Lemmy’s names are also the same of singers. Dad says there’s nothing like hearing an arena chanting your dog’s name. Good thing Asa’s name doesn’t have a double meaning. He’d think the chanting was for his goofy song parodies!

“…To feel the wind, sea-scented, on my cheek, 
To catch the sound of dusky flapping sail 
And dip of oars, and voices on the gale 
Afar off, calling low, — my name they speak!” ~ Celia Thaxter, Land-Locked (1861)

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Chuck Billy is a Golden Retriever, living in Southern Maine, who likes to share his unique observations on life with his little brother Asa. When not writing his blog, he spends his days being awesome.

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